dreamnotfound

George was sitting on the couch, watching an old sit com to pass the time before his best friend, Dream, arrived. He was rubbing himself through his jeans, grinning. "C'mere George!" Dream chuckled, seeming to match his beloved kettle laugh. "I know you want to" George opened the door, freezing when he caught sight of Dream rubbing himself. "You gay piece of shit, get over here," Dream called, tearing off his coat and shirt. George stared at Dream, he was all of a sudden feeling horny aswell. George piled ontop of Dream. he began to kiss all over his body. Dream also began to kiss him aswell and he felt his hard cock against Dream's leg. They met in the middle, Frenching madly. Their tongues smashed together violently and Dream dragged George to the bedroom, taking off his shirt as well. George unzipped his fly and pushed his pants down around his ankles. He forced Dream to his knees, shoving his hard cock in his face. Dream willingly took to sucking it harshly while undoing his own pants. After twenty minutes, they got into the 69 position on Dream's bed, sucking each other's dicks hungrily. They moaned with each suck, deep throating soon. Dream unexpectedly raised up, dick still in George's mouth, and began to penetrate his anus. George groaned with pleasure, lunging forward with each powerful thrust. Too weak to continue, the two men fell into a heap, George's dick wedged in Dream's butthole.